Friday, June 2, 2006

The Mystery Of Our Bodies Comments

Rating: 5.0

The marvelous music of the river flowing,
The serene meadow and the shy deer,
I dream there are no cars,
No hum of engines and the modern world,
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Uriah Hamilton
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Will Barber 01 July 2006

Arcadian, pastoral, Laconian. Praise for your few, yet resonant, words.

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Mary Nagy 15 June 2006

You've described my dream home Uriah. I would love to move to the middle of the woods and build a house! Sounds like a wonderful place you describe. Sincerely, Mary

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Esther Leclerc 11 June 2006

I knew of places such as these and enjoyed them in the way you describe. I miss that beauty and peace; I'm told it still exists but one must search hard for it here. A sweet dream, this.

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Ernestine Northover 03 June 2006

Where can we find these sort of places now Uriah, in these concrete jungles that we have built to house the future. Oh, those were the days. Delightful. Love Ernestine XXX

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Abigail Keller 02 June 2006

Reminds me of my frog catching days... back when the world didn't matter. A calming and, for myself, nostalgic read. thanks! ~Amber~

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Sandra Fowler 02 June 2006

This poem has an Eden like quality, the innocence of a far ago time..The mood is fragile, the beauty is profound.. Warm regards, Sandra

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